The following is true. It all happened. The timeline is a little scrunched but it all happened. I got lucky. I had fallen asleep on the hood of my car naked and covered in my own cum at a rest stop. The lucky part was that I was facing east and it was the sun coming up that had woken me and not a cop. When I'd crawled up on my car, there had only been tw...
Sam woke up the next morning with his usual morning hard on. As he put his hand on his erection yesterday's events suddenly leapt to the forefront of his mind. He felt himself blushing as he was submerged with a wave of humiliation. He remembered he was going to be working in a gay porn shop for the foreseeable future, he remembered picking up an enormous di...
I joined SuperPump during business school. It wasn't fancy. It didn't have the latest and greatest equipment. It was not a place to see or be seen. It was a relic of a time when gyms were gyms; when family owned, single location operations didn't have to worry about a corporate mega gym coming to town and drawing away all their customers. I have no idea how...
Chris was amazingly tight. His channel that I now hammered into in irregular intervals gripped so profoundly. When I caught him unawares by bucking hard, all the muscles on his lean back flexed in unison. I watch his back as it shuddered with tiny little waves that were mesmerizing. I could hear insatiable moans escape his mouth as he buried his face into th...
Salt Lucius Ulysses Tennery hated his mother, and for many and various reasons—not just because her dark sense of humour had made his teenage years a living hell. Her vexacious naming of him so traumatised him that, at thirteen, he retreated from reality entirely, gavaunting about the place with a cast of imaginary friends (he was certain 'gavaunt' was a wo...
"Look, about last night," Jake said, walking into the kitchen. It was the morning after I'd stormed out of his bedroom and he was, no doubt, going to try to make amends. I figured I knew what my cousin was going to say. That he was sorry he'd messed things up by coming on too sexy with me and that he promised he'd back off if I agreed to stick around a whil...
Author's note: If you are here now, you need to read Frat House Troopers by Xavier Mayne first, otherwise this story will make no sense at all. The characters and storyline in this series are made to fit together with Frat House Troopers. The characters and story are used with Xavier Mayne's permission. Thank you, XM, for letting me borrow Brandt and Donnel...
This is a spinoff of my Brotherly Love series where my brother's son discovers his uncle's special talents...Part 2 *** I never thought "tomorrow" would arrive, but it did, and I woke up with my small penis tenting my panties thinking about what I was going to do today. Rose was sound asleep next to me as I thought about what had transpired between my brot...
The ride to school was quiet, my lovable sidekick missing from my passenger seat. Dean had left the previous day, heading back to New York with his parents. Of course I sent him off at the airport. "You be good now." I said as I hugged him. "Since when have I ever been good?" He rebutted, chuckling. "I'll miss you." "This isn't goodbye." I said. Dean was...
Author's note: All characters are firmly over the age of 18, as should you be. Please be aware that this story largely concerns itself with gay sex so if that doesn't float your boat don't stick around. Please also be aware that there will be non-consent themes in this section and future ones. ****** On his stomach, Sean could feel Sam's strong fingers kn...